To His Bride

‘You are the first gleam of dawn
that swells the green linnet’s breast,
and throbs his heart with joy.

You are the sun at Noon,
that golds the barley, and pulls
the bee to the ling on the moor.

And in the evening, the friend
of my hearth side, and lover
– when the whaup falls silent.’

Terms in northern English:

Green Linnet : The Greenfinch
Ling: Heather
Whaup: The Curlew

Verses written for my 16th C historical novel ‘Tom Fleck’.

Submitted to:  http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/

 

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About Harry Nicholson

I'm an enameller who works with a kiln, fusing pictures in glass onto copper. I write a few poems and short stories. There is an eBook anthology of them, 'Green Linnet' on Amazon. Also a novel, 'Tom Fleck', set in the North of England of 1513 - the year of Flodden. A sequel to 'Tom Fleck' is 'The Black Caravel' published in 2016. My anthology of poems came out in 2015: 'Wandering About.' I've a blog of poems, stories and art at: https://1513fusion.wordpress.com/
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21 Responses to To His Bride

  1. great writing and very interesting historic language

  2. Poets Rally says:

    notice that you won the perfect poet award for poets rally week 57, welcome take it,

    fabulous poetry along the way, truly enjoyed your lasting support.

    keep rocking.
    smiles.

    xoxox

  3. This is delicious!

    Christine

  4. Lovely, Harry. 🙂

    I’d never heard the term ‘ling’ before, so I’ve learned something new today. Thank you. I’ll remember that one.

    • Thanks, Paul. You might have heard of the Cumbrian fells: Lingmell and Lingbarrow. It is sweeps of ling (calluna) that colour the moors purple in August though it is commonly called heather; the true heather, bell heather (erica), flowers sporadically from July and makes up only a few percent of the moor. But it is no matter.

  5. Kay Salady says:

    My heart is leaping! Wonderful, Harry!

  6. Morning says:

    original and deep.
    awesome poetry.

    Thanks for sharing.
    Happy Poetry Picnic.
    🙂

  7. Andy says:

    Hello.
    Sweet & romantic poetry.
    Nicely done!
    Thanks for sharing.

    For ref:
    Your Reward Is My Sorrow

  8. tinkwelborn says:

    you paint three intoxicating metaphors here.
    well done.

  9. becca givens says:

    Renaissance man — what a romantic write!

  10. very dreamy and sweet words.
    lovelly wordplay.

  11. earlybird says:

    Glorious glowing words, Harry.

  12. Ruth says:

    Truly beautiful, Harry.

  13. John Evans says:

    Harry, this is the loveliest piece of romantic poetry I have ever read. I liked the brevity, form, meter, and rhyme; most of all, the delicacy of craftsmanship in developing such a wonderful composition. You are right, sir, poetry has a means of allowing us to drive ourselves deeper into the heart and soul of the community of man. I adore your work.

    ~John Evans~

  14. Wonderful write, Harry. I love the sentiment, and the “new” words give the poem character. Very nice!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/04/then-snared/

  15. Ina says:

    🙂 What a beautiful poem! And it sounds totally authentic 16 C to me. Lovely!

  16. vivinfrance says:

    Ah, what a romantic is your Tom – and you for that matter.

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